Shen Weiyong and Ma Shaoteng chatted, and soon came to the abandoned temple.

Once a large temple, it is now ruined with ruins, with only the mountain gate, the main hall and a few wings. Strangely, the remaining buildings are still intact and can be enclosed in a circle, as if they were deliberately left behind when the temple was destroyed.

There is no plaque of Hongjue Temple on the mountain gate, but there is a big wooden plaque with two blood-red characters written on it: Yizhuang.

The mountain gate was closed, and there were unused white silk, yellow paper, and red candles sandwiched between the cracks in the door...... Next to the door are two fierce and fierce stone lions, the lions are full of mottled bloodstains, which is quite strange.

Pushing the door in, the courtyard was littered with paper money, residual incense, white cloth, and dead leaves...... Swaying and flying in the breeze.

The doors and windows of the wings were closed, and long cobwebs hung down from the eaves, as if no one had taken care of them for thousands of years. The doors and windows are painted red, the red paint has been mottled, and the color is still bright and dazzling. Some doors and windows were sealed with seals, and these were not ordinary notes, but scripture runes.

The door of the main hall was opened, and in the black hall, the golden lacquer on the huge Buddha statue that had not completely peeled off shimmered.

The plaque of the main hall reads: Cihang Pudu.

The couplet on the tall stone pillar under the eaves reads: The Buddha is in the heart for the Pudu people, and the heart is to the Buddha can be Cihang Lotus Boat.

Entering the main hall, it is a tall Buddha statue, there are all kinds of snacks and fruits on the table in front of the Buddha statue, the incense burner is filled with burned residual incense branches, and in the open space around the Buddha statue, there is a neatly placed coffin.

Coffins of all colors, large and small, red and black...... Some coffins were also tied with ropes; Some may be old, some decaying, with holes, some ajar, as if waiting to be loaded into corpses...... Although the hall was extremely cold, there was a strange smell in the air.

There was no shortage of wood in Yizhuang, and everyone randomly lit a fire in the main hall, and the crackling and burning fire dispelled the cold and made people feel a trace of warmth.

However, looking around, there are dense coffins, which makes people can't help but feel numb and frightened. Fortunately, there are a lot of people in the hall, huddled together, quite bold.

After a day's march, everyone was exhausted and soon fell asleep.

Next to the fire, Hu Youde looked at the unconscious Lei Shaoxuan and was worried. Lei Shaoxuan looked pale, angry, unconscious.

"It's okay, you can rush to Dawangtan tomorrow, sail day and night, and arrive at Shangsi County the next morning, and then you will have Langzhong. Shen Weiyong comforted.

"You've been trekking for a day, get some rest early. Shen Weiyong said.

"You sleep, I looked at Young Master Lei. Hu Youde was absent-minded.

The night is deep, the fire is burning, only some charcoal fire remains, the surrounding scenery is dim and obscure, in the flickering charcoal fire, there is a faint firelight, making the figure sway, like a ghost shadow building, quite a little weird.

"Brother Hu, I feel as if someone is peeping. In a daze, Shen Weiyong suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Sleep, let's a bunch of sergeant prisoners, who dares to peep?" Hu Youde disagreed, still bowing his head and thinking about his thoughts.

"This is a fierce place!" Shen Weiyong was a little weak-hearted.

"There is nothing but the coffin, there are only a few houses, all of them are our people, what is there to worry about? Hu Youde said.

There were only sergeants in the hall, and the prisoners were arranged in other rooms, and when they looked around, these sergeants had long since fallen asleep, and some of the sleeping sergeants were snoring and drooling from their mouths.

"Do you say there are ghosts in the world?" said Shen Weiyong.

"Shen Lao is well-informed, but he is afraid of ghosts?" Hu Youde said in surprise, "We are fighting on the battlefield, you are dead and alive, no one is afraid, and you are still afraid of ghosts?"

Hu Youde was anxious in his heart, and there was nowhere to solve it, and his prank heart suddenly rose, and he lowered his voice and chuckled.

"Look at the thick red coffin, most of them are rich people; look at the short and thin coffin, most of them are young children who died of illness and died of illness; the petite gold-painted red coffin is mostly the coffin of a young woman, so young, red-faced, I don't know whether to hang or throw into the river, it is said that the tongue of the hanged person spits out, and the length can hang down the chest......"

"Don't say it, stop it, don't say it......" Shen Weiyong's face turned pale and waved his hand again and again.

"Ha, ha, ha......".

The night grew deeper, and on a cold winter night, the north wind whined and beat against the window paper.

The fire was suddenly extinguished, and only a faint charcoal fire flashed on Lei Shaoxuan's pale face, Hu Youde was exhausted, leaning on the pedestal of the Buddha statue, and fell asleep in a daze.

Suddenly, a breeze began to blow outside the door, and a mist drifted with the wind, and the clouds were dim, the sky was dark, and the air was drizzling, but there were no raindrops on the ground.

Hongjue Temple is gradually shrouded in drizzle and thick fog. The fog became heavier and heavier, and from time to time there was a terrible howl of the mourning ape and the cry of Zigui in the rolling thick fog...... Ghosts in the thick fog.

Everyone was asleep, and Lei Shaoxuan's ears heard a voice calling "Wake up, wake up", and there seemed to be an ethereal singing voice outside the window.

"Layers of injustice, deep hatred, when will I wake up from my long sleep? Lonely, bitter and heavy, the moon is light and the stars are cold, and the remnants of the incense dance are lonely......"

A woman dressed in white dances in the courtyard.

This woman is dressed in white, her hair is scattered, she can't see her face clearly, the strange thing is that she is barefoot but does not touch the ground, her dancing posture is elegant and light, such as dancing in the moon of the fairy, and her white clothes are fluttering, and she is flying into the air.

With the dancing of the woman in white, the dense fog gradually seeped into the house, and the woman suddenly drifted into the hall with the thick fog, and looked at the sleeping sergeant one by one, but she was reluctant to approach, and seemed to be very disgusted, and floated straight to Lei Shaoxuan's side.

A faint figure suddenly rose on Lei Shaoxuan's body, and this figure was like a sleeping Lei Shaoxuan, fluttering towards the woman in white, and he could reach out to the woman.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, a lightning light flashed out of thin air, with a thunderous sound, swept across the sky on which woman, the woman was caught off guard, was swept by the electric light, let out a "ah" scream, and disappeared suddenly.

"Ah!" Lei Shaoxuan woke up in shock, only to see Hu Youde looking around with a wooden stick.

Hu Youde was pleasantly surprised when he saw Lei Shaoxuan open his eyes, and said, "Young Master, are you awake?"

"What's going on, what's this place?"

"Young master, nothing happened. I fell asleep and had a dream in which I saw a woman in white approaching you, who seemed to have no good intentions, and was beaten away by me with a stick, and then I woke up. It is the main hall of a temple. ”

The woman had just disappeared from the main hall, but suddenly appeared in the courtyard, however, a golden inverted gold bowl appeared out of thin air above the courtyard, and the golden bowl glowed, enveloping the woman in the light, and the woman collapsed on the ground.

In the courtyard, two people stood side by side, a Taoist priest and a monk.

Both are young. The Taoist priest wears a gray robe, his hair is tied in a bun with a jade needle, he carries a loose sword on his back, his hand is holding Buddha dust, his round face is high, and he has a high-ranking image.

The monk is bald, obese, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his face is full of meat, and he is a good evil monk.

Under the golden bowl, the woman was slumped on the ground, half-lying, her arms supporting half of her body. The woman is dressed in a cloak, but her eyebrows are clear and beautiful, her nose is high, she is delicate and pretty, and she is a very beautiful woman.

The light of the golden bowl hurt the woman very much, and the woman was in great pain, twisting her body in the light, tears pouring down, but her eyes glared at the monk with hatred.

This monk and Taoist priest slash ghosts and demons, and you can't be spared today. Hey, you, a female ghost, would still shed tears? Amazing, if you knew this was the case, why didn't you reincarnate early in the first place, but you hurt people here?"

The woman glanced at the Taoist priest, then looked at the monk, endured the severe pain and weakness, stood up tremblingly, gritted her teeth and said: "I am a female ghost, I died at the hands of the Taoist priest, I have nothing to say." But I died at your hands, and I longed to eat its flesh and sleep its skin. They all say that the heavens have eyes and the earth have spirits, and I hate ......."

The woman couldn't support the pressure of the light and fell to the ground, but the hatred in her eyes was even more skeen, and she couldn't support it.

The monk pointed to the golden bowl, the light suddenly weakened, and asked strangely: "The Taoist priest kills ghosts, the arrows pierce the heart, the soul flies away, and the pain is incomparable, don't you hate? Besides, the monk has no grievances with you, why do you hate me?"

"I have no grievances with you?" The woman supported her body with both hands again, and said word by word: "My hatred with you is as deep as the sea, and my hatred is like a monstrous sky." ”

The woman pointed to the main hall behind her and said, "My father was originally a county guard in Xiping, an honest official, and a believer in Buddhism. When he told the old man to lead the whole family back to his hometown, his aunt was ill on the way, and the treatment was ineffective, so he came to Hongjue Temple to Zhai Buddha, and did not want to meet the Buddha Temple. When the sergeant saw that my family had a small amount of money, he became ill-intentioned and slandered my family as Buddhists. More than a dozen members of my family were all wiped out, and the woman was insulted, and I saw that the opportunity was wrong, so I jumped into the well in the hospital and died in the well to keep my innocence. The well is engraved with the mantra left by the monk of the temple, and I have no soul to disperse. ”

The woman in white burst into tears and said, "Later, my family was taken in by passers-by, but no one escorted them back to their hometown. Hongjue Temple is located in the commercial road, in order to prevent the coffin of my family from being disturbed by passers-by, I often come out late at night to frighten passers-by, how have I ever really harmed people? If my father is not deceived by you and other bald donkeys, how can he believe in Buddhism, how can he die in the monastery? How can the whole family be exterminated? How can he die in a foreign land? How can he send a coffin to the lonely temple and cannot enter the ground? If the Buddha has a spirit, how can he harm my whole family?......

"This, this ......" The monk was stunned, took the golden bowl casually, and looked at the Taoist priest embarrassedly.

The woman flashed into the well. The monk and Taoist priest looked at each other and let the woman leave, speechless.

......

Lei Shaoxuan only felt chills all over his body, cold sweat flowing, weak, dizzy, and tried to open his eyes, but he intuitively felt that there were gold stars in his eyes, and the sky was spinning.

"Am I going to die?" Lei Shaoxuan gasped: "I miss my mother so much, I want to go home." ”

Hu Youde held back his tears and said softly: "Young Master, you have a good rest, you can reach Shangsi County tomorrow, and Lang Zhong will cure your illness!"

"Well, I'm so homesick...... I really want to read, and my husband gave me a lot of books, but I haven't read them yet...... I'm going to carve toys for my sister......"

When Hu Youde heard this, his heart was like a knife. Lei Shaoxuan had a fever again, and he had already begun to talk nonsense, and slowly fell asleep.